I Get Around

Without going out of my door, I can know all things on earth,
Without looking out of my window, I can know the ways of heaven:
The farther one travels, the less one knows, the less one really knows.

George Harrison, The Inner Light

I consoled myself this weekend with the idea that I was being productive while my friends were at Harrogate or Necon or whatnot. Except of course I wasn’t feeling especially productive as I struggled with an essay I regretted agreeing to do, especially while wondering how I could stretch a 1500 word section to 2K, then finally realising it was supposed to be only 1K. D’oh!

Like the man said: sometimes the magic works and sometimes, it doesn’t.

I’ve come to realise that there’s not much point in going to conferences unless I have something to do, and at the very least I need to have a good cadre of friends there, too. And I’m not especially good at putting myself forward, so there’s little chance that I would have got fantastic photos like these (thank you, Caitlin Sagan — you rock!):

Legendary Scottish Crime Writer, William McIlvanny

Legendary Scottish Crime Writer, William McIlvanney

Noir Carnival Ian Rankin

Inspector Rebus creator, Ian Rankin, mimics the clown’s rictus

So maybe it’s best to enjoy things vicariously since I just came back from EdgeLit, Byron is visiting this week and next week I’m off to Finland — and there’s a lot that needs to be done in between things. So I best get to work. After all, it’s the work what needs to get around.

A la Mort Subite poster

I belatedly discover that Human Cuisine is now available as an ebook for $5.00. If you care to avail yourself, you’ll find some interesting essays including my “Grimma Gæst” about Beowulf and Grendel. Click the link below